<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34017395</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:57:03.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i couldn't find another word</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isaidimsorry.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34017395/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isaidimsorry.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>- timo -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597362310730440510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34017395.post-116938088854334076</id><published>2007-01-21T19:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T20:01:28.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haiku on the mrt</title><content type='html'>Mrt rides suck&lt;br /&gt;so cramped and full of people&lt;br /&gt;very smelly people&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;composed in 5-7-5&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34017395-116938088854334076?l=isaidimsorry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isaidimsorry.blogspot.com/feeds/116938088854334076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34017395&amp;postID=116938088854334076&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34017395/posts/default/116938088854334076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34017395/posts/default/116938088854334076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isaidimsorry.blogspot.com/2007/01/haiku-on-mrt.html' title='haiku on the mrt'/><author><name>- timo -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597362310730440510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34017395.post-116938017165605424</id><published>2007-01-21T19:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T19:49:31.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table background="#FFFFFF" border="0" style="border: 1px solid black;"width="450"&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="+1"&gt;timo --&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size="+1"&gt;[adjective]:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benevolent to a fault&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: #FF0000;" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=83"&gt;'How will you be defined in the dictionary?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com" style="color: #FF0000;"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34017395-116938017165605424?l=isaidimsorry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isaidimsorry.blogspot.com/feeds/116938017165605424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34017395&amp;postID=116938017165605424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34017395/posts/default/116938017165605424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34017395/posts/default/116938017165605424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isaidimsorry.blogspot.com/2007/01/timo-adjectivebenevolent-to-fault-how.html' title=''/><author><name>- timo -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597362310730440510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34017395.post-116764346998335145</id><published>2007-01-01T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T17:24:29.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When a word becomes more than it is meant to be</title><content type='html'>and a happy new year to you.&lt;br /&gt;somehow, not all new years could possibly be merry. they say have a merry christmas and a happy new year. but not all christmases are merry, nor are new years happy.&lt;br /&gt;not when you have advertising to do, feature articles to write, people to harrass for interviews and not to mention useless surveying of people on streets for a project that has no relevance to life outside of the school walls. Yes, my holidays were practically non-existant. it would have rather been a holidays for the lecturers while they continued to pound on us. not to mention a particular dog who disapproves of all ideas even down to the last week before submission. stress? i think it's more than that. i'd reckon we'd be &lt;strong&gt;more than prepared&lt;/strong&gt; for the outside world at this rate. they work us like slaves. gee. even the adults have off days. and our off days are limited to &lt;strong&gt;MCs&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;So much for the festive mood this season.&lt;br /&gt;Many things have been on my mind recently; school, school, school work, friends, love, games, cousins, school, school work and most probably the dog too.&lt;br /&gt;i could &lt;em&gt;dream&lt;/em&gt; of things like these ranging from failing a module to finding myself in a corner of a room suffering from depression and even to dreaming of pleasing the dog. &lt;br /&gt;seriously, how bad could things get don't you think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love. yes. love. i shall not talk about that here anymore. it's such a depressing topic. &lt;em&gt;don't you feel that sometimes love is just playing a cruel joke on you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my cousins have been on the highest priority list lately during the festive season. they're brilliant and quirky. not to mention smart asses too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fireworks. yes. what a waste of money. think of the many things that can be done with that kind of money. not wastefully lighting up the damn sky for a few seconds. i'm not a humanitarian but i reckon the same amount could keep a nation sustained for another few months. think about that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. was reading liting's&lt;a href="http://www.lithiumrocks.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; blog and yeah. its so true. just one snap miles away and i have no internet. its like some kind of butterfly effect. i practically didnt know what to do during those few days. most of the time i ended up lying on my bed and wondering what happened to the internet and dying not to mention from the lack of chatting on msn. my goodness, i think if there really was an internet terrorism ever, i'll understand why there'll be more of a widespread panic than if the terrorism was physical.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going back to do my feature article. back to being depressing. anyway, have a happy new year to those who are enjoying it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for the record, i was writing my feature article when the clock struck 12 last night. what a way to end a year and start a new one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34017395-116764346998335145?l=isaidimsorry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isaidimsorry.blogspot.com/feeds/116764346998335145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34017395&amp;postID=116764346998335145&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34017395/posts/default/116764346998335145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34017395/posts/default/116764346998335145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isaidimsorry.blogspot.com/2007/01/when-word-becomes-more-than-it-is.html' title='When a word becomes more than it is meant to be'/><author><name>- timo -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597362310730440510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34017395.post-116628499463535762</id><published>2006-12-16T23:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T00:03:14.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When a thought becomes more than what its worth</title><content type='html'>We often wonder why life plays such a cruel joke on us. More so, when it involves the game of love.&lt;br /&gt;Ah. Love. Life never spares a moment of respite when love is involved. You'd say its just like telling someone that the grass is greener on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it really then?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singles are desperate to get into a relationship, longing for everything they are not to be fufilled by the opposite.&lt;br /&gt;The lucky ones get their desires and live happily ever after. The rest, well, fall out in the same fashion they entered the relationship in. Desperate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironic though, how a single desperately longs for that fufilment and yet when in one, cannot help but desperately run in the opposite direction. I can understand the former. &lt;br /&gt;The latter however, jades me. &lt;br /&gt;Is compromise or having the ability to disagree peacefully such a task too impossible? Surely these are the biggest reason for the end of a relationship. The lack of understanding.&lt;br /&gt;Who deserves better? No one is certain. But love is undeniable. Keeping the flame alive, allowing the passion to roll on as a fuel to the fire of love. Is it that simple then? Unfortunately not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Complications of course, do arise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time is of essence they say... who's time is it? You would think that your time is more important than your significant other and he or she would assume such too. Fallout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My time, your time, time for fighting, time for love and time for intimacy. So really, who's time is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does setting a time to be intimate with your other exempt you from the world? Verily, no. The world either doesn't give a hoot or they'll look in disdain. Why bother withdraw in intimacy? Does the world not matter to you while you are enthralled in the arms of your lover?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who deserves better in the social circle when in a relationship then?&lt;br /&gt;Or is there really, TIME for socialising when in a relationship? Excuses i say, to murmur excuses to pry your life away into the waiting arms of the other. Then again, to enter a relationship, is to whole-heartedly devote yourself to the service of your majesty. Ah. complicated isn't it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compromise, Committment, Complications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nobody wants complications. Aha. But life is cruel as i mentioned. We'd be naked and walking around the garden of Eden if there were never complications.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems of course logical to assume then, that entering a relationship is so complicated then, with life throwing every obstacle from every direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But who cares. Thats life. And thats how we live it. It's just a matter of understanding it and respecting that which is the inevitable. Knowing that this is just a mere fraction of understanding that which can never be understood, we try. Still, we try and hope we are the lucky ones to be chosen to be in the books of the ever-after love lives.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34017395-116628499463535762?l=isaidimsorry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isaidimsorry.blogspot.com/feeds/116628499463535762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34017395&amp;postID=116628499463535762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34017395/posts/default/116628499463535762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34017395/posts/default/116628499463535762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isaidimsorry.blogspot.com/2006/12/when-thought-becomes-more-than-what.html' title='When a thought becomes more than what its worth'/><author><name>- timo -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597362310730440510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34017395.post-116550654774610086</id><published>2006-12-07T23:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T23:49:07.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>seductive eh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.seductiveshorts.com/#goods/quiz"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.seductiveshorts.com/images/blogs/midas_touch.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34017395-116550654774610086?l=isaidimsorry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isaidimsorry.blogspot.com/feeds/116550654774610086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34017395&amp;postID=116550654774610086&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34017395/posts/default/116550654774610086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34017395/posts/default/116550654774610086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isaidimsorry.blogspot.com/2006/12/seductive-eh.html' title='seductive eh.'/><author><name>- timo -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597362310730440510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34017395.post-116042633481413128</id><published>2006-10-10T04:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T04:38:54.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY!</title><content type='html'>and a HAPPY 18TH BIRTHDAY TO MAY LIN!!!!! (((((((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a smashing time at Hv,LooF and insomnia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope u had the best birthday ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woopee i got into sgnewwave!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34017395-116042633481413128?l=isaidimsorry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isaidimsorry.blogspot.com/feeds/116042633481413128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34017395&amp;postID=116042633481413128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34017395/posts/default/116042633481413128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34017395/posts/default/116042633481413128'/><link 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height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34017395-116039034354792018?l=isaidimsorry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isaidimsorry.blogspot.com/feeds/116039034354792018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34017395&amp;postID=116039034354792018&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34017395/posts/default/116039034354792018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34017395/posts/default/116039034354792018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isaidimsorry.blogspot.com/2006/10/plain-majestic.html' title='plain majestic'/><author><name>- timo -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597362310730440510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34017395.post-116030921418587672</id><published>2006-10-08T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T20:06:54.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>passion</title><content type='html'>what's my passion?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;writing songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need more passion and inspiration to write and play them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;songs are more than just words and music. its the essence of the writer's feelings and emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;start writing yours now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34017395-116030921418587672?l=isaidimsorry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isaidimsorry.blogspot.com/feeds/116030921418587672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34017395&amp;postID=116030921418587672&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34017395/posts/default/116030921418587672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34017395/posts/default/116030921418587672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isaidimsorry.blogspot.com/2006/10/passion.html' title='passion'/><author><name>- timo -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597362310730440510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34017395.post-115971912688906631</id><published>2006-10-02T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T00:12:06.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>done</title><content type='html'>i am so over you&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry. i never expected things to take such a twist&lt;br /&gt;its so far from what i first expected&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to move on&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34017395-115971912688906631?l=isaidimsorry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isaidimsorry.blogspot.com/feeds/115971912688906631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34017395&amp;postID=115971912688906631&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34017395/posts/default/115971912688906631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34017395/posts/default/115971912688906631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isaidimsorry.blogspot.com/2006/10/done.html' title='done'/><author><name>- timo -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597362310730440510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34017395.post-115953526247016620</id><published>2006-09-29T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T21:07:42.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HUG</title><content type='html'>a hug is always the best way to project your feelings&lt;br /&gt;when you feel happy, a hug is the way to show the excitement you feel&lt;br /&gt;when you feel down, a hug cheers you up because someone feels for you&lt;br /&gt;when you meet someone, why wave? give them a nice hug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so give someone a hug today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a nice BIG HUG for YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUG!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34017395-115953526247016620?l=isaidimsorry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isaidimsorry.blogspot.com/feeds/115953526247016620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34017395&amp;postID=115953526247016620&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34017395/posts/default/115953526247016620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34017395/posts/default/115953526247016620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isaidimsorry.blogspot.com/2006/09/hug.html' title='HUG'/><author><name>- timo -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597362310730440510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34017395.post-115909860006929356</id><published>2006-09-24T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T19:50:00.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>another random music thingy</title><content type='html'>credits to cherylene for the thingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put your music player on shuffle&lt;br /&gt;Post the first 40 songs that come up. You can repeat artists if you want. If you have any repeats, skip to the next track.&lt;br /&gt;Then answer the questions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SONGS&lt;br /&gt;1) Simple Plan - Addicted&lt;br /&gt;2) Chris Tomlin - Enough&lt;br /&gt;3) Queen - Find me somebody to love&lt;br /&gt;4) Church Of Praise - Everything To Me&lt;br /&gt;5) Snow Patrol - Shut Your Eyes&lt;br /&gt;6) Linkin Park - Papercut&lt;br /&gt;7) Leann Rimes - Unchained Melody&lt;br /&gt;8) Paul Baloche - But for your grace&lt;br /&gt;9) Aqua - Barbie Girl&lt;br /&gt;10) X Japan - Tears&lt;br /&gt;11) Clay Aiken - The Way&lt;br /&gt;12) Linkin Park - From the inside&lt;br /&gt;13) Train - Drops of jupiter&lt;br /&gt;14) Black Eyed Peas - The Boogie that be&lt;br /&gt;15) The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus - Getting by&lt;br /&gt;16) Train - Always Remembered&lt;br /&gt;17) Tom Tyler - Shatners Bassoon&lt;br /&gt;18) Craig David - What's Changed&lt;br /&gt;19) 5ive - Keep on moving&lt;br /&gt;20) Westlife - What do they know?&lt;br /&gt;21) Katherine Mcphee - Come Rain or Come shine&lt;br /&gt;22) Nickelback - Far away&lt;br /&gt;23) Death Cab for cutie - Your heart is an empty room&lt;br /&gt;24) David Holmes - Rodney Years&lt;br /&gt;25) Ronan Keating - Iris&lt;br /&gt;26) Boyzone - Mystical Experience&lt;br /&gt;27) Gwen Stefani - What you waiting for&lt;br /&gt;28) Panic! at the disco - Camisado&lt;br /&gt;29) Jimmy eat world - hear you me&lt;br /&gt;30) Dido - Thank you&lt;br /&gt;31) Maroon 5 - She will be loved&lt;br /&gt;32) Mariah Carey - Now that i know&lt;br /&gt;33) Arctic Monkeys - you probably couldn't see&lt;br /&gt;34) Josh Groban - All'improvviso Amore&lt;br /&gt;35) R.E.M - Animal&lt;br /&gt;36) Pink - I'm not dead&lt;br /&gt;37) Westlife - soledad&lt;br /&gt;38) Parachute band - hold me near&lt;br /&gt;39) Panic! at the disco - but it's better if you do&lt;br /&gt;40) Mastodon - Blood and Thunder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;QUESTIONS:&lt;br /&gt;1. Which song do you prefer, #1 or #40?&lt;br /&gt;-#1. to be honest, i haven't heard #40&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Have you ever listened to #12 continuously on repeat?&lt;br /&gt;-Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What album is #26 from?&lt;br /&gt;-i really don't know...that band's long gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. What do you think about the artist who did #15?&lt;br /&gt;-THE RED JUMPSUIT APPARATUS ROCKS. they're my favourite band and they've got really really really good songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Is #19 one of your favorite songs?&lt;br /&gt;- hah. if i'm feeling retro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Who does #38 remind you of?&lt;br /&gt;- God?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Does #20 have better lyrics or music?&lt;br /&gt;- music. i like the harmony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do any of your friends like #3?&lt;br /&gt;- I doubt so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Is #33 from a movie soundtrack?&lt;br /&gt;- I'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Is #18 overplayed on the radio?&lt;br /&gt;- Nope. i doubt so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What does #21 remind you of?&lt;br /&gt;- Reminds me of american idol and katherine mcphee's somewhere over the rainbow rendition&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Which song do you prefer, #5 or #22?&lt;br /&gt;- hmm.. both are good. #22 then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What album is #17 from?&lt;br /&gt;- i dont think its an album. but its from the Ministry of sound. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. When did you first hear #39?&lt;br /&gt;- to be honest? i haven't heard it yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What genre is #8?&lt;br /&gt;- Christian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Do any of your friends like #14?&lt;br /&gt;- Don't think so. its not so mainstream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What color does #4 remind you of?&lt;br /&gt;- Red i suppose. because eeleen wrote that as a resemblance to christ's death on the cross&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Have you ever blasted #11 on your stereo?&lt;br /&gt;- Who the hell blasts clay aiken on stereo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What genre is #37?&lt;br /&gt;- pop-vocals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Can you play #13 on any instrument?&lt;br /&gt;-oh yes. on the acoustic guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What is your favorite line from #30?&lt;br /&gt;- i havent heard it. but i'm guessing its... thank you. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What is your favorite lyric from #23?&lt;br /&gt;- haven't heard it sorry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Would you recommend #24 to your friends?&lt;br /&gt;- nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Is #2 a good song to dance to?&lt;br /&gt;- no sorry its a good song to worship to though&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you ever hear #16 on the radio?&lt;br /&gt;- nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Is #32 more of a â€œnighttimeâ€ or â€œdaytimeâ€ song?&lt;br /&gt;- nighttime i think. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Does #36 have any special meaning to you?&lt;br /&gt;-yeah. because its true. im not dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Do any of your friends like #31?&lt;br /&gt;- yeah a few. its a popular song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Is #25 a fast or slow song?&lt;br /&gt;-slow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Is #35 a happy or sad song?&lt;br /&gt;- sad? i think.. i have not really much of an interest in R.E.M&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What is one of your favorite lyrics from #9?&lt;br /&gt;-I'm a barbie girl! in a barbie world!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Is #34 better to listen to alone or with friends?&lt;br /&gt;- alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. When did you first hear #27?&lt;br /&gt;- oh hmm...on MTV&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Name 3 other songs by the artist who did #29?&lt;br /&gt;-Polaris&lt;br /&gt;-Sweetness&lt;br /&gt;-The Middle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Do you know all the words to #6?&lt;br /&gt;-almost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Does #28 have better lyrics or music?&lt;br /&gt;-i havent aquired taste for it yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. What album is #10 from?&lt;br /&gt;- no idea. but it was in the windstruck ost.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34017395-115909860006929356?l=isaidimsorry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isaidimsorry.blogspot.com/feeds/115909860006929356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34017395&amp;postID=115909860006929356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34017395/posts/default/115909860006929356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34017395/posts/default/115909860006929356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isaidimsorry.blogspot.com/2006/09/another-random-music-thingy.html' title='another random music thingy'/><author><name>- timo -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597362310730440510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34017395.post-115909674532334939</id><published>2006-09-24T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T19:21:22.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>more about me</title><content type='html'>i kind of figured out where this blog is heading.&lt;br /&gt;i guess each post will be part and parcel of me in my raw form. to let you know me better.&lt;br /&gt;some are nonsensical but some are true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #f88b8b" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 70% "Average American"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #a7ceff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howaverageamericanareyouquiz/american.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are average because you wouldn't pay to go in space.&lt;br /&gt;You are not average since you do make New Year's resolutions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; "Average American" Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #f88b8b" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 70% Boyish and 30% Girlish&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg style="color:#a7ceff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are pretty evenly split down the middle - a total eunuch.Okay, kidding about the eunuch part. But you do get along with both sexes.You reject traditional gender roles. However, you don't actively fight them.You're just you. You don't try to be what people expect you to be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Boyish or Girlish Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #cccccc" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your 2006 Summer Anthem Is&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyour2006summeranthemquiz/dani.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Dani&lt;/a&gt; California by the Red Hot Chili Peppers&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"She's a lover, baby, and a fighterShoulda seen it comin' when it got a little brighterWith a name like "Dani California"Day was gonna come when I was gonna mourn yaA little loaded she was stealin' another breathI love my baby to death"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyour2006summeranthemquiz/"&gt;What's" Your 2006 Summer Anthem?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eee9e9" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Have Your Sarcastic Moments&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howsarcasticareyouquiz/sarcastic-2.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;While you're not sarcastic at all times, you definitely have a cynical edge.In your opinion, not all people are annoying. Some are dead!And although you do have your genuine moments, you can't help getting your zingers in.Some people might be a little hurt by your sarcasm, but it's more likely they think you're hilarious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Sarcastic Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #999999" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Batman&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsuperheroareyouquiz/batman.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Billionaire playboy by day. Saving the world by night.And you're not even a true superhero. Just someone with a lot of expensive toys!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Superhero Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #cccccc" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Shadowcat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whichofthexmenareyouquiz/shadowcat.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're like a little sister to some, but others see you as a sex kitten.You are well trained in martial arts, a bit of a computer geek, and can totally kick butt.&lt;br /&gt;Powers: the ability to "phase" through walls and other physical objects&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Which&lt;/a&gt; of the X-Men Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #cccccc" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are a Auditory Learner&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatsyourlearningstylequiz/auditory.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You tend to remember what you hear, and you have a knack for speaking well.You excel at debating, foreign languages, and music.You would be an excellent diplomat - or rock star!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourlearningstylequiz/"&gt;What's" Your Learning Style?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #999999" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Quirk Factor: 60%&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howquirkyareyouquiz/quirky-3.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're a pretty quirky person, but you're just normal enough to hide it.Congratulations - you've fooled other people into thinking you're just like them!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Quirky Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #eeeeee" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are 45% Indie&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howindieareyouquiz/indie-3.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're pretty indie, but you don't make a fuss letting everyone know.You just do what you like. You enjoy many types of things - from trendy to bizarre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;How&lt;/a&gt; Indie Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #999999" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;You Are Coffee Ice Cream&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatflavoricecreamareyouquiz/coffee.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Energetic and lively, you are always on the go.You're doing a million things at once and doing them well.You tend to motivate others and raise spirits.&lt;br /&gt;You are most compatible with chocolate ice cream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Flavor Ice Cream Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #dddddd" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Personality Is Like Acid&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#eeeeee"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatdrugisyourpersonalitylikequiz/acid.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A bit wacky, you're very difficult to predict.One moment you're in your own little happy universe...And the next, you're on a bad trip to your own personal hell!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;What&lt;/a&gt; Drug Is Your Personality Like?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="COLOR: #999999" align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Daddy Is Pedro Martinez&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#cccccc"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whosyourdaddy/daddy1.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What You Call Him:&lt;/strong&gt; Pa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Why You Love Him:&lt;/strong&gt; He knows best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whosyourdaddy/"&gt;Who's" Your Daddy?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stolen off cherylene, though for some reason, half my results are the same as hers... either we're alike or the results are just plain the same&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34017395-115909674532334939?l=isaidimsorry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isaidimsorry.blogspot.com/feeds/115909674532334939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34017395&amp;postID=115909674532334939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34017395/posts/default/115909674532334939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34017395/posts/default/115909674532334939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isaidimsorry.blogspot.com/2006/09/more-about-me.html' title='more about me'/><author><name>- timo -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597362310730440510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34017395.post-115875515048732006</id><published>2006-09-20T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T20:25:50.496+08:00</updated><title type='text'>you</title><content type='html'>stop being a stupid whiner.&lt;br /&gt;stop being a loner.&lt;br /&gt;stop being a slacker.&lt;br /&gt;stop making excuses.&lt;br /&gt;stop procrastinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cut it out timo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34017395-115875515048732006?l=isaidimsorry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isaidimsorry.blogspot.com/feeds/115875515048732006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34017395&amp;postID=115875515048732006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34017395/posts/default/115875515048732006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34017395/posts/default/115875515048732006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isaidimsorry.blogspot.com/2006/09/you.html' title='you'/><author><name>- timo -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597362310730440510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34017395.post-115873203192444638</id><published>2006-09-20T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T14:00:31.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the shuffle thingy</title><content type='html'>ok i did it before but i think i'll do it again. if i remember some of the more "memoriable" answers, i'll put them below my current ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Put your music player on shuffle.&lt;br /&gt;2. Press forward for each question.&lt;br /&gt;3. Use the song title as the answer to the question even if it doesn't make sense.&lt;br /&gt;NO CHEATING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How are you feeling today?&lt;br /&gt;Cab - Train&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you get far in life?&lt;br /&gt;Here by me - 3 Doors Down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do your friends see you?&lt;br /&gt;Soul Bossa Nova - Quincy Jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you get married?&lt;br /&gt;Best in me - Blue&lt;br /&gt;If the world crashes down - Enrique Iglesias  (sigh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your best friend's theme song?&lt;br /&gt;Summer Wind - Micheal Buble&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the story of your life?&lt;br /&gt;Damn Regret - The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus   (a regret indeed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was high school like?&lt;br /&gt;Stay the same - Joey McIntyre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can you get ahead in life?&lt;br /&gt;She's the one - Robbie Williams&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the best thing about your friends?&lt;br /&gt;Saturate - Braking Benjamin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is in store for this weekend?&lt;br /&gt;Leaving so soon? - keane  (hahaha what the..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song describes you?&lt;br /&gt;Beautifully Broken - Ashlee Simpson&lt;br /&gt;I'm a barbie girl - Aqua                 (zzzzz)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To describe your grandparents?&lt;br /&gt;X&amp;Y - Coldplay          (what is this.. chromosomes?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is your life going?&lt;br /&gt;Sex on the beach - Aqua  (er...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What song will they play at your funeral?&lt;br /&gt;Skinnyman - Static X                           (sure i was skinny)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does the world see you?&lt;br /&gt;Why you wanna trip on me - Michael Jackson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you have a happy life?&lt;br /&gt;Love is a Marathon - Teddy Geiger         (why do i always get all the morbid love replies..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do your friends really think of you?&lt;br /&gt;Fresh Feeling -  Eels&lt;br /&gt;I Woship you - Mercyme            (wtf)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do people secretly lust after you?&lt;br /&gt;One in love- A1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How can I make myself happy?&lt;br /&gt;Ordinary World - Duran Duran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should you do with your life?&lt;br /&gt;Look where we are - Hoobastank            (ok so that means im not looking yet?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will you ever have children?&lt;br /&gt;High Road (Fort Minor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sucks. nothing funny today. maybe i'll do it again sometime down the road.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34017395-115873203192444638?l=isaidimsorry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isaidimsorry.blogspot.com/feeds/115873203192444638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34017395&amp;postID=115873203192444638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34017395/posts/default/115873203192444638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34017395/posts/default/115873203192444638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isaidimsorry.blogspot.com/2006/09/shuffle-thingy.html' title='the shuffle thingy'/><author><name>- timo -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597362310730440510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34017395.post-115873123724941995</id><published>2006-09-20T13:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T13:47:17.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>some random quiz</title><content type='html'>Q: NAME A FRIEND WHO'S NAMES STARTSWITH A "S"&lt;br /&gt;A: Stephanie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: 4TH PERSON ON YOUR MISSED CALLS&lt;br /&gt;A: Joshua Chia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: WHAT DID THE LAST TEXT MESSAGEYOU RECEIVED SAY?&lt;br /&gt;A: YO what time is it? -Dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: DO YOU CHEW ON YOUR STRAWS?&lt;br /&gt;A: used to. now only when i've run out of ice to chew on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: DO YOU HAVE CURLY HAIR?&lt;br /&gt;A: natural curls you mean? yeah. when my hair gets long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: WHAT IS THE NEXT CONCERT YOU'RE GOING TO?&lt;br /&gt;A: i was hoping robbie williams (only to catch angels) but... nah not likely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: WHO'S THE COOLEST PERSON IN YOURLIFE?&lt;br /&gt;A: Cool... hmm. Jun Wei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: WHAT WORDS DO YOU SAY A LOT?&lt;br /&gt;A: : "oh come on.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: WHAT IS THE LAST THING YOU ATE&lt;br /&gt;A: orange&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: WHAT WAS THE LAST THING YOU SAID TO SOMEONE AND WHO WAS IT?&lt;br /&gt;A: "how's holidays for you?" to Gracie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: DO YOU WATCH TV?&lt;br /&gt;A: yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: HAVE YOU SEEN THE MOVIE DONNIEDARKO?&lt;br /&gt;A: no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: EVER BEEN HUNTING?&lt;br /&gt;A: no. but hunting for lost stuff yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: IS MARRIAGE IN YOUR FUTURE?&lt;br /&gt;A: yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: WHEN WAS THE LAST TIME YOU SAID, "ILOVE YOU" AND MEANT IT?&lt;br /&gt;A: to my mom. must have been years ago... i better tell her tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: WHAT SHOULD YOU BE DOING RIGHTNOW?&lt;br /&gt;A: i should be playing my gameboy(pokemon gold version lol).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: DO YOU HAVE A NICKNAME?&lt;br /&gt;A: timo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: DO YOU BELIEVE IN LOVE AT FIRSTSIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;A: yeah but i resign to the fate of un-reciprocation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: WHO'S THE YOUNGEST ONE IN THEFAMILY ?&lt;br /&gt;A: me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: IS DRUG FREE THE WAY TO BE?&lt;br /&gt;A: yes unless it's considered as medicine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: ARE YOU A HEAVY SLEEPER?&lt;br /&gt;A: yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: DO YOU CLEAN UP NICE?&lt;br /&gt;A: no. i'm bad at it.. very.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: LAST TIME YOU USED A SKATEBOARD?&lt;br /&gt;A: never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: WHERE WAS THE LAST PLACE YOUSLEPT BESIDES YOUR HOUSE?&lt;br /&gt;A: last place...erm.. i think youth camp at salvation army bukit timah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: EVER RUN OUT OF GAS ON THE ROAD?&lt;br /&gt;A:i dont drive...yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: BEST MOVIE YOU'VE SEEN IN THE PASTTWO WEEKS?&lt;br /&gt;A: THE DEVIL WEARS PRADA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Q: DO YOU THINK PEOPLE WHO COME UPWITH BRAIN DEAD QUIZZES ARE CRYINGFOR HELP IN SOME TWISTED WAY?&lt;br /&gt;A: erm hmm... maybe.. but its fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Male friend: Jun Wei&lt;br /&gt;2. Female friend: Cheryl Hoon (best friend ma..)&lt;br /&gt;3. Vacation: Korea.&lt;br /&gt;4. Day of the week: Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;5. Food: Chilli Crab&lt;br /&gt;6. Memory: Getting into Mass Comm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Person you saw: Dad&lt;br /&gt;2. Talked to on the phone: Zelig.&lt;br /&gt;3. Hugged: Mom&lt;br /&gt;4. Person u texted: Dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Is: Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;2. Got any plans: yeah. fms street soccer in school&lt;br /&gt;3. Dislikes about tomorrow: one day less before holiday ends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favorites&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Number(s):1&lt;br /&gt;2. Song: Red Jumpsuit Apparatus: Damn Regret.&lt;br /&gt;3.Color: black&lt;br /&gt;4. Season: its always sunny here. but i like rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently&lt;br /&gt;1. Missing someone: no. no one to miss&lt;br /&gt;2. Mood: bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;True or False&lt;br /&gt;I am a morning person: F&lt;br /&gt;I am a perfectionist: F&lt;br /&gt;I am an only child: F&lt;br /&gt;I am currently in my pajamas: T&lt;br /&gt;I am online 24/7: T&lt;br /&gt;I am very shy around the opposite gender: F&lt;br /&gt;I can be paranoid at times: VERY T&lt;br /&gt;I currently regret something that I have done: T&lt;br /&gt;I enjoy talking on the phone: F&lt;br /&gt;I have a lot to learn: T&lt;br /&gt;I have a secret: T.&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF you get more than 30 you're paranoid.&lt;br /&gt;If you get 10 or less you're fearless.&lt;br /&gt;People who don't have any are dummies who want people to think they are tough stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I Fear...&lt;br /&gt;[] the dark&lt;br /&gt;[X] staying single forever&lt;br /&gt;[] being a parent&lt;br /&gt;[...] giving birth&lt;br /&gt;[] being myself in front of others&lt;br /&gt;[] open spaces or closed spaces&lt;br /&gt;[X] heights&lt;br /&gt;[] black cats&lt;br /&gt;[X] dogs&lt;br /&gt;[] birds&lt;br /&gt;[] fish&lt;br /&gt;[X] spiders, ticks and/or other insects&lt;br /&gt;[] driving or being in cars&lt;br /&gt;[] flying&lt;br /&gt;[] flowers or other plants&lt;br /&gt;[] being touched&lt;br /&gt;[] fire&lt;br /&gt;[X]deep water&lt;br /&gt;[X] the ocean&lt;br /&gt;[X] failure&lt;br /&gt;[] success&lt;br /&gt;[] thunder/lightning&lt;br /&gt;[X] frogs/toads&lt;br /&gt;[] my boyfriends/girlfriends dad&lt;br /&gt;[] my boyfriends/girlfriends mom&lt;br /&gt;[X] mice/rats&lt;br /&gt;[] jumping from high places&lt;br /&gt;[] snow&lt;br /&gt;[] rain&lt;br /&gt;[] wind&lt;br /&gt;[]crossing bridges&lt;br /&gt;[] death&lt;br /&gt;[] Heaven&lt;br /&gt;[X] being robbed&lt;br /&gt;[] cotton balls&lt;br /&gt;[] cemeteries&lt;br /&gt;[] clowns&lt;br /&gt;[] large crowds&lt;br /&gt;[] men&lt;br /&gt;[] women&lt;br /&gt;[X] having great responsibility&lt;br /&gt;[] doctors, including dentists&lt;br /&gt;[X] tornadoes&lt;br /&gt;[X] hurricanes&lt;br /&gt;[X] diseases&lt;br /&gt;[X] snakes&lt;br /&gt;[X] sharks&lt;br /&gt;[] Friday the 13th&lt;br /&gt;[X] poverty&lt;br /&gt;[X] ghosts&lt;br /&gt;[] Halloween&lt;br /&gt;[] school&lt;br /&gt;[] trains or railroads&lt;br /&gt;[] odd ..s&lt;br /&gt;[] even ..s&lt;br /&gt;[X] being alone&lt;br /&gt;[X] being blind&lt;br /&gt;[X] being deaf&lt;br /&gt;[] growing up&lt;br /&gt;[] monsters under my bed&lt;br /&gt;[X] creepy noises in the night&lt;br /&gt;[] bee stings&lt;br /&gt;[X] not accomplishing my dreams/goals&lt;br /&gt;[] needles&lt;br /&gt;[] blood&lt;br /&gt;[] dinosaurs&lt;br /&gt;[] the welcome mat&lt;br /&gt;[] public restrooms&lt;br /&gt;[]roller coasters&lt;br /&gt;[]Santa, Easter bunny, Barney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fear 23X out of 70&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 years ago&amp;now!&lt;br /&gt;*before and after 3 yrs*&lt;br /&gt;BEFORE:&lt;br /&gt;How old were you?&lt;br /&gt;15&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What grade year were you in?&lt;br /&gt;sec 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you go to school?&lt;br /&gt;Fairfield Methodist Secondary School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you work?&lt;br /&gt;N/A&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where did you live?&lt;br /&gt;Upper Bukit Timah: Springdale Condo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How was your hair style?&lt;br /&gt;Spiked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you have braces?&lt;br /&gt;no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did you wear glasses?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;Andre Ong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was your boyfriend/girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;single.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was your celebrity crush?&lt;br /&gt;Emma Watson (oh shut up.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many tattoos did you have?&lt;br /&gt;0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many piercings did you have?&lt;br /&gt;0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What car did you drive?&lt;br /&gt;Race cars on daytona&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your favorite band/group?&lt;br /&gt;I think it was....Backstreet Boys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was your worst fear?&lt;br /&gt;Failing O levels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had you smoked a cigarette yet?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had you gotten drunk or high yet?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had you driven yet?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had you been to a real party yet?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had your heart broken?&lt;br /&gt;probably...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**NOW.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How old are you?&lt;br /&gt;18&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you go to school?&lt;br /&gt;ngee ann poly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you live?&lt;br /&gt;Upper bukit timah, springdale condo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where do you hang out?&lt;br /&gt;often at home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How is your hair style?&lt;br /&gt;LONG AND MESSY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have braces?&lt;br /&gt;no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you wear glasses?&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your best friend?&lt;br /&gt;Jun Wei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still talk to any of your old friends?&lt;br /&gt;yes i still keep in touch with andre too. not to mention wanting from LONG LONG AGO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your celebrity crush?&lt;br /&gt;Allison Mack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who is your regular-person crush?&lt;br /&gt;not saying.everyone probably knows already anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many piercings do you have?&lt;br /&gt;none.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many tattoos?&lt;br /&gt;0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What kind of car do you drive?&lt;br /&gt;Lamborghini Gallardo... but its on need for sppeed most wanted...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is your favorite singer/group?&lt;br /&gt;The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you smoked a cigarette?&lt;br /&gt;nope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you gotten drunk or high?&lt;br /&gt;cousins claimed i was high.. but i think i was still sober.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you been to a real party?&lt;br /&gt;yes&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34017395-115873123724941995?l=isaidimsorry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isaidimsorry.blogspot.com/feeds/115873123724941995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34017395&amp;postID=115873123724941995&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34017395/posts/default/115873123724941995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34017395/posts/default/115873123724941995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isaidimsorry.blogspot.com/2006/09/some-random-quiz.html' title='some random quiz'/><author><name>- timo -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597362310730440510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34017395.post-115863169987870909</id><published>2006-09-19T10:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T10:08:19.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tag board</title><content type='html'>sorry! no tag board as of yet.&lt;br /&gt;i cant seem to shove it in without having it end up at the bottom of the page or being too high on top.&lt;br /&gt;i better get someone to help me out on this.&lt;br /&gt;guess that's why i got C+ for web D huh..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34017395-115863169987870909?l=isaidimsorry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34017395.post-115863159797707007</id><published>2006-09-19T10:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T10:06:37.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my grades</title><content type='html'>Comm Issues: C+&lt;br /&gt;Public Relations: C+&lt;br /&gt;Radio Production 2: C+&lt;br /&gt;Web Design: C+&lt;br /&gt;Newswriting: B&lt;br /&gt;Events management: PASS (woopee.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear i will work harder next sem.&lt;br /&gt;i don't deserve half of these grades.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34017395-115863159797707007?l=isaidimsorry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isaidimsorry.blogspot.com/feeds/115863159797707007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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type='text'>four</title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellpadding="20" align="center"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;the Romantic&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for taking the test ! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;you chose BY - your Enneagram type is FOUR. &lt;p&gt;&lt;h2&gt;"I am unique"&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Romantics have sensitive feelings and are warm and perceptive. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How to Get Along with Me &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Give me plenty of compliments. They mean a lot to me. &lt;li&gt;Be a supportive friend or partner. Help me to learn to love and value myself. &lt;li&gt;Respect me for my special gifts of intuition and vision. &lt;li&gt;Though I don't always want to be cheered up when I'm feeling melancholy, I sometimes like to have someone lighten me up a little. &lt;li&gt;Don't tell me I'm too sensitive or that I'm overreacting! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;What I Like About Being a Four &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;my ability to find meaning in life and to experience feeling at a deep level &lt;li&gt;my ability to establish warm connections with people &lt;li&gt;admiring what is noble, truthful, and beautiful in life &lt;li&gt;my creativity, intuition, and sense of humor &lt;li&gt;being unique and being seen as unique by others &lt;li&gt;having aesthetic sensibilities &lt;li&gt;being able to easily pick up the feelings of people around me &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;What's Hard About Being a Four &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;experiencing dark moods of emptiness and despair &lt;li&gt;feelings of self-hatred and shame; believing I don't deserve to be loved &lt;li&gt;feeling guilty when I disappoint people &lt;li&gt;feeling hurt or attacked when someone misundertands me &lt;li&gt;expecting too much from myself and life &lt;li&gt;fearing being abandoned &lt;li&gt;obsessing over resentments &lt;li&gt;longing for what I don't have &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fours as Children Often &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;have active imaginations: play creatively alone or organize playmates in original game s &lt;li&gt;are very sensitive &lt;li&gt;feel that they don't fit in &lt;li&gt;believe they are missing something that other people have &lt;li&gt;attach themselves to idealized teachers, heroes, artists, etc. &lt;li&gt;become antiauthoritarian or rebellious when criticized or not understood &lt;li&gt;feel lonely or abandoned (perhaps as a result of a death or their parents' divorce) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fours as Parents &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;help their children become who they really are &lt;li&gt;support their children's creativity and originality &lt;li&gt;are good at helping their children get in touch with their feelings &lt;li&gt;are sometimes overly critical or overly protective &lt;li&gt;are usually very good with children if not too self-absorbed &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;small&gt;Renee Baron &amp; Elizabeth Wagele &lt;p&gt;The Enneagram Made Easy &lt;br /&gt;Discover the 9 Types of People &lt;br /&gt;Harper&lt;a href="http://henrygrey.eu/"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;SanFrancisco, 1994, 161 pages &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/small&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You liked the test? so please don't forget to &lt;b&gt;RATE&lt;/b&gt; it...&lt;br /&gt;but remember! it had only &lt;b&gt;two&lt;/b&gt; questions!!! ;-)&lt;p&gt;you wanna know MORE?&lt;br /&gt;so check out, what &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Four_(Enneagram" target="_new"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt; says about your type...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...even more you'll find in &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/search?hl=gb&amp;q=Enneagram+Four&amp;amp;btnG=Google-Suche&amp;meta" target="_new"&gt;Google&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;or do you prefer to&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="MARGIN-LEFT: 20px" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2"&gt;&lt;span class="usertext"&gt;&lt;span class="small"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/comments?mode=edit&amp;amp;id=9872769248634057572" target="_new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is2.okcupid.com/graphics/submit_button_addacomment.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr align="left" width="400" color="#aaeeaa" size="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are not completely happy with the result?!&lt;br /&gt;You chose BY&lt;p&gt;Would you rather have chosen: &lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=6711512663497470889&amp;category=15" target="_new"&gt;AY &lt;/a&gt;(EIGHT) &lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=6711512663497470889&amp;amp;category=7" target="_new"&gt;CY &lt;/a&gt;(SIX) &lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=6711512663497470889&amp;category=10" target="_new"&gt;BX &lt;/a&gt;(NINE) &lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=6711512663497470889&amp;amp;category=9" target="_new"&gt;BZ &lt;/a&gt;(FIVE) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;img src="http://is3.okcupid.com/users/986/276/9872769248634057572/mt1117662069.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34017395-115772981941907735?l=isaidimsorry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isaidimsorry.blogspot.com/feeds/115772981941907735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34017395&amp;postID=115772981941907735&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34017395/posts/default/115772981941907735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34017395/posts/default/115772981941907735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isaidimsorry.blogspot.com/2006/09/four.html' title='four'/><author><name>- timo -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597362310730440510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34017395.post-115764414435044257</id><published>2006-09-07T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T15:19:36.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>again</title><content type='html'>hullo... yep i'm back to blogging now that it's the holidays and i guess i'll try to update as much as i can. still, i only post when i feel like it and blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do me a favour and drop a hello in my comment box to acknowledge your presence. thanks!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/34017395-115764414435044257?l=isaidimsorry.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://isaidimsorry.blogspot.com/feeds/115764414435044257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=34017395&amp;postID=115764414435044257&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34017395/posts/default/115764414435044257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/34017395/posts/default/115764414435044257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://isaidimsorry.blogspot.com/2006/09/again.html' title='again'/><author><name>- timo -</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17597362310730440510</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
